Chapter 18 Combat

As the voice fell, figures immediately flew out quickly from the complex of buildings.

These people should be Elder Jimo's Disciples and descendants.

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded, and then an old man with a gloomy face quickly came before Sun Xuan.

This should be Elder Jimo.

Elder Jimo first glanced at Zhang Gou, who was thrown on the ground by Sun Xuan, life or death unknown.

Then, with a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, he spoke to Sun Xuan:

"Fellow Daoist, your way of paying a visit is somewhat ill-intentioned!"

"However, it doesn't matter."

"Your Disciple Wang Lin colluded with one of my grand-Disciples who betrayed the sect, killing his Master, which is my good-for-nothing Disciple."

"Now your Disciple and that grand-Disciple of mine who betrayed the sect are in hiding."

"I was just worrying about having nowhere to find them for revenge."

"Now that you, the Master, have delivered yourself to my doorstep, it's just right for you to die for your Disciple first!"

After Elder Jimo finished speaking, his Aura instantly burst forth completely.

A wave of Core Formation Middle Stage Spiritual Pressure immediately rushed towards Sun Xuan.

Feeling this Core Formation Middle Stage Spiritual Pressure, Sun Xuan showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said:

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Jimo is not prepared to tell this poor Taoist the whereabouts of my Disciple!"

"If that's the case, this poor Taoist can only extract it from Fellow Daoist's mouth personally."

Hearing this, Elder Jimo shouted loudly:

"Mere Core Formation Early Stage, yet you dare to be so arrogant!"

With a wave of his hand, a blood-red skull instantly appeared in front of Elder Jimo.

Then, as Elder Jimo pointed with his hand, it frantically chewed its mouth and lunged toward Sun Xuan.

Seeing this, Sun Xuan let out a low shout:

"Well-timed!"

Then, raising his hand, a small sword flickering with seven-colored light instantly appeared in Sun Xuan's hand. It was precisely the qixuan sword.

As soon as the qixuan sword appeared, under a wave of Sun Xuan's hand, it shot towards the skull.

Hearing a soft "Pop!" sound, before the blood-red skull could get close, it was blown to pieces in mid-air by Sun Xuan.

Seeing Sun Xuan blast the skull apart with a single move, Elder Jimo didn't mind.

Only to see the blood-red spiritual light around his body flourish.

A total of thirty-six blood-red skulls, exactly the same as before, suddenly shot out swiftly from his cuffs.

Elder Jimo let out a low shout in his mouth: "Go!"

The thirty-six skulls instantly emitted "clack, clack" sounds and rapidly charged toward Sun Xuan.

Seeing this, Sun Xuan immediately recalled the qixuan sword to his side, rapidly rotating around his body.

Knocking away the blood-red skulls that approached one by one.

Feeling the huge force coming from the sword body, Sun Xuan found that the strength of this Elder Jimo—

was much stronger than the two Xuandao Sect Cultivators who had come to hunt him down previously.

As expected of a figure who ventured out alone to establish a sect and become an ancestor, he indeed had some tricks up his sleeve.

Thinking of this, Sun Xuan waved his hand, and a silvery-white small bell instantly appeared in front of him.

It was precisely what Sun Xuan had obtained from the hands of the two Core Formation Cultivators of the Xuandao Sect after slaying them previously.

At that time, Sun Xuan had suffered quite a bit under the attack of this small bell.

Now that it had fallen into his hands, Sun Xuan refined it slightly and made it one of his means to deal with enemies.

Seeing Sun Xuan rapidly injecting magic power into the small bell, the bell instantly expanded to normal size.

Then he flicked his finger, and a bell chime sound of "Dong" rang out.

Then, wave after wave of transparent ripples instantly rapidly diffused toward the surroundings.

The thirty-six skulls surrounding him and attacking Sun Xuan, after being hit by the ripples,

immediately staggered like they were drunk, and were no longer able to attack Sun Xuan.

Seeing that the transparent ripples were about to spread onto Elder Jimo's body,

Elder Jimo's eyes changed, his hand incantation was urged, and then he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood-red mist.

As soon as the blood-red mist came out, the crowd of skulls that were previously staggering around

immediately flashed ferocious lights in their eyes, snapped wildly with a clack-clack sound, and then flew rapidly in front of Elder Jimo.

Then the skulls quickly snapped and locked together,

forming a bizarre shield composed of thirty-six blood-red skulls in front of Elder Jimo.

The transparent ripples impacted on the skull shield and were instantly absorbed and resolved by it.

Looking at Sun Xuan with his bizarre methods before him, Elder Jimo also felt some shock in his heart.

He originally thought that a mere Core Formation Early Stage Cultivator would not be difficult to slay with his methods.

He didn't expect that the methods displayed by the opponent would be so formidable, which immediately made Elder Jimo turn somewhat solemn.

Seeing that the silver small bell could do nothing to Elder Jimo,

Sun Xuan immediately flipped his hand and put it away.

Then he reached out and pulled in the void.

A black-purple vortex suddenly appeared in the Void Realm.

Arcs of electricity crackled and flashed from the black-purple vortex.

Following closely, a blazing white pillar of thunder fiercely crashed down from the center of the vortex, slashing straight towards the skull shield.

Feeling the destructive energy contained within the thunder pillar, Elder Jimo's expression changed drastically.

He raised his hand and fiercely pounded his chest, then opened his mouth and spat a large mouthful of essence blood toward the skull shield.

Under the nourishment of the essence blood, the red light in the eyes of the skulls forming the skull shield instantly flared greatly.

Then a layer of red light emerged from the shield, giving people a bizarre, evil, and strange feeling.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the Blazing Sun True Thunder bombarded the skull shield.

Hearing a resounding explosion, the red light on the skull shield was instantly shattered by the thunder pillar.

And then it bombarded the individual skulls.

Hearing a series of crackling sounds, more than half of the thirty-six skulls were instantly shattered under the Blazing Sun True Thunder.

However, this bolt of Blazing Sun True Thunder was also completely worn out by them.

Watching the skulls mostly shattered by the Blazing Sun True Thunder, Elder Jimo's face instantly revealed a look of heartache.

Every single one of these blood-red skulls was refined using his own Foundation Establishment Stage Disciples under his sect.

Their number was already small to begin with.

Now that more than half of them were smashed to pieces by Sun Xuan all at once, Elder Jimo's heart was instantly filled with anger.

"You're courting death!"

Elder Jimo said with a hateful voice, bloodlust flashing in his eyes.

Then he opened his mouth and spat, and a mass of ghastly green flames was instantly spewed out.

"Brat, let you taste the power of my Old Ancestor's Yin Corpse Poison Fire!"

Sun Xuan frowned as he looked at the ghastly green flames spewed by Elder Jimo.

He didn't expect this Elder Jimo to be so tricky, with endless methods emerging one after another.

Giant Spirit Dharma Body!

Seeing Sun Xuan's heart stir, the Giant Spirit Dharma Body instantly went into operation.

His figure instantly transformed into a little giant three zhang tall.

His powerful muscles flickered with metallic luster, and a huge oppressive force radiated all around.

Originally, Sun Xuan had thought about capturing Elder Jimo alive and then asking him about the whereabouts of Wang Lin from his mouth.

But Elder Jimo's ability was not weak, causing Sun Xuan to already abandon the plan of capturing him alive.

He prepared to directly unleash his strongest means and kill him in one fell swoop.

With Elder Jimo having so many Disciples and descendants, he believed there must be a few who knew Wang Lin's whereabouts.